Agreed. And some people have said (one or two in this thread as well) that a peach is better because of how the juice runs down on your hands and chin.
UGH.
I fucking hate sloppy fruit. It’s nasty. If I have peaches I cut it up and eat it that way.
Bah! My wife calls me a fruit snob, because i’m so particular about the fruit that I’ll eat–it’s not uncommon for me to take a single bite of, say, a tangerine, and refuse to eat any more either of it or the batch it came from. Really, though, I’m more of a fruit schizophrenic. Good fruit, perfectly ripe and flavorful, is one of the great joys of life; but unripe/overripe/flavorless/overfibrous fruit is totally nasty and inedible to me. It makes me almost literally sick.
Peaches are one of the best examples of this. When a peach is crunchy, it’s just revolting. There is no way I will eat a crunchy peach. Peaches should be brilliant orange and really tender; with the fuzz it should be like eating a mouse*. The juice should drip everywhere.
Last weekend I went to the farmer’s market and tried several peaches, crunchy and soft, bland and flavorful, until I found the perfect variety (I think it was Hanover). I bought 25 pounds of South Carolina’s best, ate a bunch of them, and peeled and sliced and froze the rest. Tomorrow morning I’ll be thawing some of them to make peach pie. Tomorrow evening will be pie–yay!
Daniel